As Yun Bilu stood with her arms crossed over her chest, she said in a cold and arrogant tone, "Don't beg for mercy later!"
Those ten or so people had been provoked by a young lady, and their anger was rising to the top of their heads. Before Zhao Xiaohan could say anything, his brothers had already started charging towards Yun Bilu.
Seeing how the daggers of more than ten people were about to pierce and slash at her, she flipped and kicked the first person in the lead, swiftly snatching over the dagger in his hand. She then stepped on this person and leaped upwards, waving the dagger around in mid-air, slashing and punching each of them…
All her moves were swift and precise, exuding with a sharp aura. She did a split kick, knocking out two people at once. It was as if she was holding a flower and not a dagger in her hand, beautiful yet sharp.
